Today, I heard that empty thumping again.
The sound of sand hitting the lowered coffin of a loved one.
An echo reminder of the emptiness that the flesh represents.
A body is present in there, but there is no presence.
As we get sucked into our journeys, it is helpful to get a glimpse of our common end once in a while.
I am thankful for life, and the opportunity to give, care and share.
Life
